Seeing Her 3/?
Title: Seeing Her 3/?
Author: Calie
Summary: The title might change. After an accident Chloe and Oliver get to know each other in a different way and Oliver finds himself really seeing Chloe for the first time.
Rating: M or NC-17 (later)
It was over three hours later when Chloe finally made an appearance.
“Son of a Bitch, Fuck, Shit.”
Chloe looked towards the kitchen with concern before she headed in that direction. When she reached the doorway she spotted Oliver leaning on the counter, grimacing in pain. “What are you doing?!” Chloe dropped her bags and ran forward towards him.
“Trying to get something to eat.” Oliver grabbed onto the counter and let out a loud sigh.
“Come on.” Chloe hooked her arms around him. “Just sit down. I tried calling you. I picked you up some dinner.”
His pride was slightly wounded that he couldn’t even make his own dinner. But he let her lead him away anyway.
“Come on, back in the bed.”
“I’m not a kid.” He growled. All he wanted was to pull away from her and do what he wanted. But instead he let her lead him back to his room. When she set him down she left again. When she finally returned she was carrying a couple of bags of food. “I’m sorry Chloe.”
“I know, but-.” Chloe shook her head and proceeded to take the plates out of the bag. “You shouldn’t say things like that.”
“Look,” he stopped when he noticed she wasn’t looking at him. “Stop.” But she was still focused on her task of getting his food together. “Stop Chloe. I’m not going to eat until you listen.”
Chloe sighed and stood up. “What Oliver?”
“Sit.” When she sat next to him he continued.
“I’m not saying this to be mean Chloe.” She sighed and he knew she didn’t want to hear it. “I’ve got to sit back.” The pain in his stomach was too much to bear and he was having trouble just thinking clearly. She propped up the pillows for him and then sat down on the bed.
“Dammit Oliver.” Chloe jumped up and grabbed fresh bandages.
“What?” He looked down at his stomach. “Oh.” He must have done a lot more damage then he thought when he was in the kitchen.
Chloe folded a leg under hersel and sat on the bed. At least she had something to work on instead of looking at him.
“I don’t want to be mean.” She stopped and looked at him briefly before continuing what she was doing.
“Then don’t be mean.”
“It’s the truth. What I told you.”
“So? I know it was. I haven’t always lived up to being the best friend either.” She cleaned his wound gently, even though she wouldn’t have minded causing him some pain.
“Why are you here Chloe?” She stopped and looked up at him. “You’ve been here over a week. What is going on? I’d like to believe that you’re doing this just for me, but I think you’re staying away from Metropolis for a reason.”
Chloe sighed and turned back to his stomach. “I don’t think there is any room left for me in Metropolis.” After her revelation she expected him to say something but silence hung in the room between them. When she finally finished bandaging his chest he spoke.
“What happened?”
“You don’t want to hear all of this.” She moved to stand up but his hand was on her wrist, holding her down. Reluctantly, she sat back down, facing him. “I don’t know. Life I guess. Lois, Clark, Jimmy. Lois and Clark, well you know that story. They have this thing now that is just them, and there isn’t too much room for me I guess. I get that.” She sighed has a thoughts traveled elsewhere. “Jimmy.” She shook her head. “I changed before we were to get married. I just couldn’t…be that person. Plus he just never seemed to understand what I did. I felt like I was always hiding things from him. And when it was finally over with and I was over him.” She slumped over slightly. “I knew it was useless to look elsewhere.”
“So you’re here.” He tilted his head to the side to try to get a better look at her face but he couldn’t see much through her hair.
Chloe nodded. “Thought I’d take a look around. I like a big city, lots of stories.”
“I hear that a recommendation from Oliver Queen usually gets you in somewhere.” She lifted her head and looked at him like he was crazy. “I’m serious.”
“You would?”
There was such a hopeful look on her face that something inside of him tensed. “Sure. Plus, having you here to work for me is a lot better then having you on the other side of the country.”
“What would Clark and Lois say?” She wondered aloud.
“Doesn’t matter. They found their life, why don’t you find yours?” She smiled softly at him.
Chloe threw her arms around his neck, but was still very careful of his wounds. “Thank you.”
“The upside of it is I’ll have a permanent nurse.” He settled his hand on her waist and it hit him again. That feeling in his chest. It only took him seconds to know what it was as he became aware of the smell of her, her hair against his cheek, her breasts against his chest, and the itch on the palm of his hand that called for him to slide his hand under her shirt. Knowing he had to get away from her he grabbed her arms and pulled her back, but stopped when her tearful eyes were looking down at him. He couldn’t push her away when she looked like that. “Chloe, come on.”
“I know.” She cried. But what he did for her, it meant something. It had been a long time since she had something to look forward to. His hand came up and brushed the hair from her face and she released a shaky breath. His fingers threaded into her hair and pulled her face closer to his. Just as she thought their lips were going to meet she blinked. Lord knew she had tried to heal hundreds of times before, but it never worked. Just as Oliver Queen was about to kiss her light spread over him and she screamed.
Oliver gasped as the warmth flooded over him, and heat burned his body. He would have remained there, not even sure of what happened if it wasn’t for her scream. She fell on him, crying, and gasping for breath. Not even realizing what had happened or what he was doing, he rolled her off of him and was kneeling over her body. “Chloe.” But she didn’t respond, only grabbed at her stomach and cringed in pain.
It felt like she had been stabbed and kicked all at once. All over her body she felt pain. Every bullet wound and every punch and kick Oliver took. As it finally faded away she lay there breathless and sweaty, unable to speak. She did notice Oliver’s stomach as he bent over her. With what little energy she had she lifted her hand up and touched the new skin.
Oliver looked down to her hand and for the first time realized he didn’t feel any pain, anywhere. Then it finally hit him. “Chloe.” He scooped her up and laid her in the spot he had just been occupying. “I thought you couldn’t…”
“I couldn’t.” She breathed deeply, trying to regain her breath. “I couldn’t heal anybody.”
Her eyes slid closed and he began to panic. “Wait, Chloe. Chloe!” He grabbed her wrist and checked her pulse. It was steady, if not a little fast. If Clark found out about this Oliver would be in big trouble. He stood up and began pacing the room, trying to determine if the situation warranted a phone call to Clark. It probably did, but he couldn’t bring himself to do so. His injuries hadn’t been fatal, and Chloe was alive. It wasn’t likot like the other times that he’d heard about. Finally, he decided just to sit and wait.
It was dark in the room when Chloe opened her eyes. For the second time she found herself waking in Oliver’s room. This time it was her in his bed in him in the chair. “Oliver.”
Her voice pulled at him and he opened his eyes to see her curled on her side, looking at him. “You’re just full of surprises.” He leaned forward and looked her over. “Are you okay?”
“Yea. Just feel a little beat. Literally.”
“Yea. I know. I remember getting the shit kicked out of me.” She smiled softly at him and he felt that tug again, this time he ignored it. “Get some sleep okay?”
“What about you?”
“I’m fine. The last thing I want to do is sleep. I’ve slept enough for a life time.” He stood to leave and almost made it out the door before she stopped him.
“Don’t even think about going out!” Chloe sat up quickly and moved to stand up, but a wave of dizziness took over her and she was forced back onto the bed.
Oliver frowned and turned around. “Why?”
“Because no one knows you’re healed. If it gets out the Green Arrow was out tonight Clark will be over here in an instant.” He seemed to be thinking it over. “Please Oliver. Just one night.”
“Fine. Tomorrow we’ll call Clark, tell him you’re still a meteor freak.” For a moment he thought she might have taken offense, but she only smirked. “Then figure out what we are going to do about getting you out of Metropolis.”
“Thanks Oliver.”
“You’re kidding me right? You just healed me. I probably owe you a year of my life now.” She smiled at him and he started to smile back but frowned. “Chloe look.” He walked forward and sat next to her on the bed. “Clark was right, you were better off without this power.” She huffed and turned away from him. “Listen too me right now. You’re not going to start running around healing people. This was a mistake. I don’t even know how it happened considering it’s been years. I’ll help you do anything, but I won’t help you get yourself killed.”
“How is it any different then what you do? Every night you go out you take the risk of getting killed. In fact you almost died just a week ago!”
“For the love of-.” Oliver stood up angrily and walked away from her before turning back. “I don’t purposely go out to get myself killed! You know what might happen one day. I didn’t just go get the shit kicked out of me and shot to protect you so that you could go risk your life all over again!”
Chloe stood up, this time with no dizziness. “Don’t try to make it out like you did all of that for me.”
Oliver growled and turned away again, determined to walk out, but he stopped and turned back on her. “There was no one else. It was only your name he had.” Oliver said angrily. After taking a deep breath he continued. “Clark was off saving the world somewhere; I couldn’t get in touch with him and had no choice. I didn’t get him, but did succeed in blowing up his damn facility. While you were passed out I called Clark, I didn’t tell him what happened tonight. But I knew that if your powers were back you’d be in even more danger. So good old boy scout went out, found him, and wiped his memory.”
“I don’t understand.” She shook her head. There were a million thoughts running through her head but she couldn’t concentrate on any of them. In one night her power had returned, she healed Oliver, almost kissed him, he promised to help her move to Star City, and now he just revealed he’d almost gotten killed to protect her identity. “Why?” It couldn’t have been for the reason that he almost kissed her. That was crazy.
That was a loaded question considering he hadn’t quite figured it out for himself yet. “I wish you’d stop trying to get yourself killed.”
“I still don’t understand. Why?”
“I think considering everything that has happened tonight that would be a conversation best saved for later.” He tried to back out of it. Prayed that she would drop it. He would be her friend, help her in whatever way he needed. But he couldn’t wind up in another situation like Lois. He’d loved Lois, it seemed ridiculous to be comparing that relationship with the non-existent one he had with Chloe, but he couldn’t help it.
“No.” Chloe shook her head. “I’m confused on something.” There was no way he was getting out of it now. She had to know.
“I wish you weren’t so oblivious.” Oliver searched her face for any sign of understanding but he saw none. “Chloe, right before you healed me didn’t I just almost kiss you.’
“Yea, but I mean-. You don’t-.” Maybe it was obvious and she just couldn’t believe it. Oliver Queen didn’t have feelings for her. There was no way. It was impossible. Why couldn’t she just believe it? “I mean, people like you and me.” She shook her head. “I spent years pining after Clark, with no luck. What is it that I get? Jimmy?” She asked bitterly. “Some crazy monster freak? And my dream job at The Planet. I couldn’t even hold onto that.”
“Lois did.” He surmised. Oliver could see she was bitter. Lois after all landed Clark when she didn’t even want him and practically stumbled into writing and The Daily Planet. Chloe had worked for years and she wound up with Jimmy. He was too simple for her in Oliver’s case but he never said that. There was too much going on in her life for someone like Jimmy who couldn’t grasp it all.
“It’s not Lois’ fault. She didn’t do it on purpose.” Even so, Chloe couldn’t help the jealousy and anger.
“No, but she is rather lucky in the fact she stumbles into the perfect situations.” He shrugged. “Although Clark does seem to have his hands full with having to save her every day.” She smiled slightly. “Come here.” He grabbed her hand and pulled her behind him.
“Where are we going?” Chloe questioned him but he didn’t say anything. Instead he just drug her out of his room, down the hallway, through the living room, through the dining room, and to the balcony doors.